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🔧 WRENCH - are they good at fixing relationships? or do they tend to avoid doing so?

oriana is prone to fucking up relationships and then continuing to fuck them up when they try to fix them. they've stopped trying, will take the blame and the hate and try and move on with their life. it's not healthy but they can't think of anything else to do.

💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon

oriana doesn't talk much about sybill to anyone anymore. they don't want more stories from aurora and they don't want to hear people who really only knew her as a hogwarts professor to join in on their ranting about her. when they miss sybill they go out to the countryside, lay down, and look up the stars—trying to remember the stories sybill told and they ignored.

💗 GROWING HEART - if they have a crush, is it noticable? what changes when they’re in love?

oriana is so emotionally constipated that they wouldn't even notice if they had a crush on someone at this point. all feelings are pushed down and down and down until they can't even tell what they are feeling anymore.

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⚾ & ☀️ & ☕️ !

⚾ BASEBALL - can they play sports? what is their best position if they play a team sport? what’s their strong suit (speed, power etc.)?

oriana has never once played a sport of their own free will. they aren't exactly athletic and never sybill nor aurora felt much need to actually encourage them to give them a go—sybill didn't particularly care much and aurora was content that oriana at least focused on their academics.

☀️ SUN - are they a morning person? what is the first thing they do in the morning?

oriana's not a mornings person by choice. they have to be in the office relatively early in order to get things to print on time, and that's the only reason they wake up before 10am any day of the week. they wake up with just enough time to get ready and get to work on time, absolutely no wiggle room there.

☕️ HOT BEVERAGE - do they prefer hot or cold drinks? what is their favourite drink?

oriana definitely prefers cold drinks. they taste better in their mind and work better as silly little drinks you sip throughout the day. for the actual drinks they are woefully simple and just tend to stick to an iced coffee with either vanilla or caramel syrup.

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🚆 TRAIN - what is their answer to the trolley problem?

a few years, before sybill's death, their answer would've been different. there was a point in between the battle of hogwarts and sybill's death where oriana still thought that they were a good person, that they would do good things in the world no matter how weighed down they felt. but after sybill died and after they became an oracle and when the rumor mill really started taking off, they've grown a lot more jaded. they'd go the path of inaction, step back and watch and see if anything they could write an article about came out of it.

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( 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 ) — daily prophet offices ( 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 ) —   closed ( 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 ) —   ❛   where is this coming from ?   ❜   ( 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ) —   phoebe fletcher-blake ( @dolors​ )

oriana started their day in the field and in another outfit—still the attire of a professional of a journalist despite the decidedly unprofessional skew of their content in the past year. the outfit had been ruined, red dye from a cherry slushie sinking into the overpriced button down they’d picked early that day. “some kid ran into me with a giant cherry slushie in their hand. i don’t know if it was on purpose or not but i can’t be sure.” they’d been ranting, threatening to shut the gossip panel down that day after it. “so like do i track down the kid, write an article lying about his parents having an affair? do i chill out? do i quit? am i a bad person?”

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( 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 ) —   hog’s head ( 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 ) —   closed ( 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 ) —   ❛   you’ve got quite a reputation .   ❜   ( 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ) —   seamus finnigan ( @hoggleswart​ )

“pinky promise i won’t provoke anyone into throwing a drink on me tonight.” oriana didn’t care much for bars, didn’t really care much for most of the places their job dragged them. they wanted, only a few years ago, to do something that matter. but money was money, and this sort of sleazy, slanderous work paid better than anything else they had tried. besides, drama never died even if the prophet had hastily pulled an article accusing daisy dyer  of cheating that was set to go live on december 26th. “i’m just gonna people watch.” and eavesdrop, but seamus didn’t need to know that.

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𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 — ★

emoji asks & unsorted sentence starters

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 — ★

adora crabbe, augustine verne, dionisia belby, emilia henrietta catchlove, isadora meadowes, lavinia lacefield, oriana trelawney,

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dolors​:

𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽:         malfoy   manor,   wiltshire. 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂:         open.         (      @startertms​      )

musicality   in   his   tone   is   a   stark   revelation      of   the   joy   with   which   he   regards   the   evening,   evident   even   when   he   drops   his   tone   to   a   𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎   𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛,   calling   the   attention   of   a   distracted   guest.         “         ursa   major      &      ursa   minor.   mother      &      baby   bear,   𝖺𝗌   𝗂𝗍   𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾.      my   favourites.      funny,   i   never   had   a   penchant   for   stargazing,   really,   until      …         ”         it’s   the   kind   of   natural   trail   that   warrants   a   delicate   misting   of   champagne   -   stung   baby   blues,   but   lucius   isn’t   prone   to   that   kind   of   outburst      ;      instead,   there’s   a   touch   of   the   𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓      &      wistful   to   the   smile   he   offers.         “         of   all   of   the   enchantments,   i   took   the   most   care   with   those   ones.         ”

stars were admittedly a bitter topic for oriana still—the first thing they shared with aurora and the last thing that sybill shared with them. the memory of stargazing with her, that too late attempt to know them, came back unwanted at the constellation enchantments that captured their attention. the press lanyard they wore was forgotten, along with the notepad that they scribbled down the tidbits of gossip that filtered to them.  “you did great. it’s beautiful.”

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( 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 ) — diagon alley ( 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 ) — closed ( 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 ) — ❛ are you implying that i cannot keep this thing a secret? ❜   ( 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ) — millicent bulstrode ( @hoggleswart​ )

“not at all.” oriana hadn’t technically been working when they saw millicent at the winter festival. it was the opposite actually, heading home from the daily prophet office for the day, but they couldn’t look a blend eye to the chance to get some information about the baby shower they hadn’t been able to worm their way into. “i’m asking you to not to keep it a secret. you know, give me some details. sell a story to the prophet, get some extra money for christmas gifts. it’s a win-win.”

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chacswins​:

Damien Graves fucking hates the winter. Which is odd, since he does love the holidays ( he’ll never admit it despite anyone’s best attempt. ) He slipped on ice one too many times for his patience ( so, one time ) and now he has a vendetta against the whole season. The poor man is bundled up in a comically thick amount of scarfs and layers underneath his coat. 

“This country’s weather is fucking ridiculous.” He mutters to nobody in particular, not even really paying attention as he lights up a cigarette. It’s a recent development, one he isn’t thrilled with. “All the spells in the world and we can’t think of one that makes heat?”

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“it fucking sucks.” oriana had their own disdain for the cold. if given the chance, they would spend every moment of winter inside—had even gone so far as to try and convince their boss at the daily prophet to let them work from home any time the temperature dipped below freezing or a single snowflake fluttered down from the heavens. it hadn’t worked, their boss and editor both unconvinced by their assertion that they could gather gossip from inside an insulated cocoon of blankets in their bedroom. “i need to move somewhere warmer.” 

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impuriities​:

𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽  :  hogsmeade village  !

there wasn’t all that much for hande to do with her winter evenings, anymore. in decembers past, she’d at least been able to sip on a warm firewhiskey or try out skating across the village ice rink. last year, still insecure in her position & hoping to continue making the best impression on dionisia, she had volunteered to man the wreath selling booth on diagon alley late into the night, but the other had refused her offer to stand around in the cold after the arboretum closed up for the night for obvious reasons. her fun was more limited, now, which was alright in some ways ( she’d never actually mastered ice skating and she hated the cold, in general ) but bothersome, in others.

when she & her roommates had decided to visit hogsmeade on the night of the tree lighting, none of them had realised how much hande would have to sit out of, but she’d urged them on while assuring them that the various stores and stalls would be enough excitement for her, and so far they had been - she’d been window shopping with a go cup of hot chocolate clutched between both hands for a while before the little knitted outfits had caught her attention, and she couldn’t help herself putting said cup down on the edge of the rickety sales table when there were tiny clothes to run her fingertips over. the little booties…- hande smiled, a little, to herself, plucking them up gently and, to her nearest neighbour, uttering, “these are cute, aren’t they ? do you think that green could be a neutral color ?” 

it had been a slow week for the rumor mill—the lead up to christmas either painfully trite or filled with enough drama to fill out  an entire year of the rumor mill. this had been the latter and oriana was hoping that christmas itself would open the floodgates. fingers crossed for secret kid reveals and fights over christmas dinner that led to the disownment of some purebloods. as it stood, their last article had been little more than a fluff piece, a rare attempt at gossip that wouldn’t potentially ruin families and careers. they hated it, had nearly asked for a last minute week off the column. 

oriana hated the cold, hated snow even more than that. if it had been up to them, they would be back at their house. no matter how drafty the building was, they could at least bundle up, half a dozen blankets wrapped around their shoulders and on their lap. but the potential of gossip was too much for them to turn it down. they’d hovered around the ice rink, watching for any surprise proposals or relationship ending fights. but they’d had to cut their losses when, even with their gloves on, their hands were too cold to get a grip on their pen, wandering away from the rink and heading back to the heart of the market.

running into hande was an accident, honestly something that oriana probably should’ve tried harder to avoid given the last time that hande’s name had been printed in the rumor mill. but when they saw her, looking at baby clothes nonetheless, well, they couldn’t just walk away. they adjusted their scarf a little, pulled down their hat, all in the hope to obscure their identity a little before they approached her. “it’s green, i think that’s fine. isn’t green your thing anyway? plants and all?”

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𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 — ★

the nanny sentence starters & symbol development & honesty hour

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 — ★

adora crabbe, augustine verne, daisy dyer, dionisia belby, emilia henrietta catchlove, isadora meadowes, lavinia lacefield, oriana trelawney, soraya rouhani

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𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 — ★

WYNONNA EARP SENTENCE STARTERS & DIFFERENT HEADCANON QUESTIONS & SEND A SYMBOL FOR SOCIAL MEDIA HEADCANONS

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 — ★

adora crabbe, augustine verne, daisy dyer, dionisia belby, emilia henrietta catchlove, isadora meadowes, lavinia lacefield, oriana trelawney, soraya rouhani

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( 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 ) —    oriana’s place, 200b at the junction of diagon alley & knockturn alley  ( 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 ) —   closed ( 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 ) —    “   forgive me if i’m a little skeptical.   ” ( 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ) —   cho chang   (   @indemnae​​  ) !!

“cho, it’s a great idea.” there was no giant conspiracy style board hung on the wall—no pictures hastily cut out, no red string on the wall, and no scribbled words written. but it was a near thing, and they might break out something similar soon. “parkinson isn’t going to have a halloween party this year. i mean she might but it would look bad, you know? blaise is about to become a dad. besides she did it last year. it would be tired and tacky.” they spoke with a confidence they had not earned, fueled by the pile of energy drinks at their feet. “but they’re definitely going to do something. so. here me out. i break into their house and see if i can find a follow up to the blaise-hande baby debacle.”

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( 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 ) —   coffee shop, muggle london ( 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 ) —   closed ( 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 ) —    “   this  has  been  fun ,  as  always .   ” ( 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ) —   lavender brown (   @hoggleswart​​   ) !!

oriana paid for lavender’s coffee whenever they met up. it was a small price to pay, really. every time they met up, be it at whatever event oriana had snuck into or at semi-regular meetings like this, they left with at least three new article ideas.  “i wouldn’t be able to do what i do without out you.” the veracity of what lavender told them couldn’t always be verified but that hadn’t stopped oriana yet. “honestly you are my second favorite source.”

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sqviidboy​:

‘ i feel like you’re trying to get under my skin ‘ @cvriousheart

“well i wasn’t,” dennis responded, instinctively taking a defensive approach as he folded his arms across his chest. deep down he knew that he wasn’t trying to annoy oriana, in fact, he sort of resented the the implication. he was just being himself and he’d finally learned not to apologize for just being himself. “maybe you should take a few deep breaths? go for a bit of fresh air?” he suggested with a shrug of his shoulders. 

oriana was working on an article, something related to the prime minister race—slander against either candidate. they hadn’t decided on which yet. at dennis’s reply, they looked up, stopped typing. “right. so you are being annoying as shit.” they turned focused back on the typewriter and the click of the keys filled the air. “so, you know, stop. because one of us actually gets people to buy this shitty newspaper.” take a deep breath. go for a bit of fresh air. “i’m working. doing my job. are you sure you don’t need to go on a walk yourself?”

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( 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 ) — 200b at the junction of diagon alley & knockturn alley ( 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 ) —  closed ( 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ) — oliver wood or whoever ( @qviddiitch​ ) !!

“this isn’t actually a shopfront.” oriana called out through the door. the sign that once read the name of the store was still on a post next to the door, even if the name had long since between covered up with layers of black paint, but that hadn’t stopped people from trying the locked door whenever they saw the lights on. they walked to the door, opened it just a crack, “go away.”

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indemnae​:

THE GOOD PLACE SENTENCE STARTER MEME: “ i want to learn how to do something meaningful. ” featuring @cvriousheart​.

“ but what you do is meaningful, oriana. ” cho started, a little too quickly as if she didn’t give her answer much thought. but little did they know, it couldn’t have been further from the truth. like an unspoken bond between the two, cho knew she was right because she got to witness first hand at what they were capable of. call her biased, she didn’t care. “ you just don’t know it yet. i know it’s very new to you… but i can always try and help, you know that. i’m always here for you. ”

“right, right, right. prophecy is very meaningful, very important.” oriana hadn’t meant their relatively recent powers of prophecy. in truth, they hadn’t given much thought to their prophetic abilities, beyond a few divination tools they inherited from sybill and a handful of books they picked up on the topic. “i meant the rumor mill.” they had started their career with a desire to do something that would actually change the world. “i published a glorified pregnancy announcement and now pansy parkinson wants me dead again probably.”